Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 279 The Weird Xanadu
The disciples of the Starlight Sect have rich combat experience. They spontaneously changed into a group of four, trying to trap the opponent as much as possible, and let the new teammates to kill the remaining enemies.

With Qin Yu's help to block a powerful enemy, Wu Zhenzi began to show off his supernatural power, continuously performing exquisite Taoism.

He actually used three methods at the same time, attacking with the ice cone, entangled with the vines that sprang from the ground, and gave the enemy a fatal blow with a sword suddenly drilled out of the void.

The people who fought fiercely with Qin Yu were shocked, forced their opponents back, ran wildly, and shouted: "Everyone retreats a hundred feet."

The monks in the Demon Light Realm were very united and helped each other, and Jin Ziming and others did not intend to kill them all, allowing them to retreat successfully.

There are twenty-nine people left in the Hongqing Realm, and only thirty-five people left in the Moguang Realm. Although there are six more people, they have already been beaten without confidence.

"Junior Sister Qin, shall we hunt and kill?" Wu Zhenzi asked for Qin Yu's opinion.

Jin Ziming hurriedly sent a voice transmission: "Junior Sister, we will retreat after saving people, and don't make any more troubles, so as not to damage our own combat power."

"Senior Brother Wu, if we continue to fight, our opponents will definitely have to fight for their lives. We came to the small world to seek opportunities, and there is no need to fight them to the death." Qin Yu said.

"Junior Sister Qin's words are reasonable, and that's exactly what I mean."

Seeing that the enemy did not pursue, the cultivators of the Magic Light Realm jumped up and flew into the distance.

Naturally, the next step was to heal the wounded and clean up the battlefield. Under Wu Zhenzi's auspices, the five reinforcements also received a large share of spoils.

He looked at Jin Ziming curiously, and asked, "Brother is from the Lingyun sect or other sects? The sword skills are really powerful."

The reckless man put on an indifferent expression of rejecting others thousands of miles away, and said, "No one is worth mentioning."

Wu Zhenzi rolled his eyes, but he didn't care. He turned his head and asked, "Junior Sister Tan, there are many dangers in this small world. You are few in number, why don't you stay with us? There is a mutual support."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wu, for your concern. Although we come from different sects, we agreed to fight for a chance together, so we won't go with you. Please forgive me."

When Qin Yu said this, it was difficult for Wu Zhenzi to persuade him. He couldn't stand in the way of people's money, or insisted on getting a share of the pie.

The five left the team and found Wei Ran, who was hidden not far away. The disguised people were too lazy to restore their original appearance, so they just continued on like this.

The rest of the trip went relatively smoothly. One and a half days later, Wang Hai pointed to a valley ahead and said, "Here we are, that's where it is."

Above this valley, there was a white mist, and it was impossible to see anything clearly. Even if they detected it with their spiritual sense, they were also shielded. Everyone had no choice but to land outside the valley.

"How to get in?" Qin Yu asked the native.

"I don't know. I'm a descendant of the Demon Sect. I only know that this is the place where Wen Feng, the leader of the Righteous Way, died. I don't know anything else." Wang Hai replied embarrassingly.

"I tried it just now. There is a big formation covering here, so I can't fly in." Lin Xi said.

"Then walk around the valley to see if there is an entrance." The reckless suggested.

There is no better way, so it has to be like this, but after going around for more than two hours, I got nothing.

Just when he was feeling impatient, an old voice suddenly came from the valley: "Are you all Hongqing Realm monks?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, unexpectedly there were not only living people inside, but they also took the initiative to contact them.After hesitating for a moment, Jin Ziming replied loudly, "Exactly."

"Welcome all the little friends to come and be our guests, now you can fly in."

The valley vibrated slightly, and everyone sensed that the master temporarily closed the formation.Jin Ziming looked at Wang Hai, and the two nodded to each other. He no longer hesitated, took the lead and flew into the white mist smoothly.

The rest of the people hurriedly followed, and after entering the valley, the scenery suddenly opened up, surrounded by mountains, verdant and verdant, and the medicine fields were fragrant.

In a large clear lake, colorful fish are swimming freely; the sun is warm, and peach blossoms are falling in colorful breeze in the gentle breeze.

A wooden courtyard is built along the water, and there is a cool bamboo forest behind.Under the weeping willows near the lake, on a wooden table and two chairs, a kind old man in white is leisurely drinking tea.

Standing beside him is a young man in gray clothes, who is respectfully making tea for the old man. The scenery in the valley is like a picture scroll, living a peaceful and tranquil paradise.

The six people landed nearby, passed through the shady bamboo forest, and found that the handsome young man had opened the gate of the courtyard.

"My husband is waiting for you heroes by the lake, please follow me."

Seeing them nodding, he smiled slightly, turned around and led everyone into the front hall.

The beams and pillars were made of unknown kind of wood, and they gave off a pleasant woody fragrance. After inhaling it, they felt refreshed, and they couldn't help taking a few more breaths.

The young man was not surprised by this, and he didn't explain it. He just led the way and suddenly heard Wei Ran ask: "Is my brother a native of the small world?"

The young man was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Yes, sister, the boy is a local aborigine."

"Me too, but we haven't met before." Wang Hai said cheerfully.

"The master said that the valley is extremely dangerous, so I will cultivate the Golden Core Dzogchen. Without the guidance of the master, I am not allowed to go out of the valley alone." The young man sighed helplessly.

Everyone looked at his cultivation, and it was true that he had not yet reached Yuanying, but Jin Ziming's heart shuddered, the spirit of this person was extremely powerful.

Leaving the front hall, and soon entering the backyard, the five of them suddenly heard Wei Ran's voice transmission:
"Everyone be careful, this young man is lying, he is a disciple who got lost in the small world of Li Huo Sect hundreds of years ago.

I have seen his portrait in the classics in the door, but fortunately I changed into Hongqingjie clothes, so he didn't recognize me. "

When everyone heard this, they all became alert, and Jin Ziming hurriedly sent a voice transmission:

"Everyone, be careful. If there is an accident, immediately sacrifice the magic weapon for protection, but be more casual on the surface, so as not to be seen by the other party."

He quickened his pace and walked to the front. He was the best among the six people in terms of his skills and experience in dealing with people.

The old man sitting by the lake turned his head and said with a smile: "Come here, friends, please come and have a cup of spiritual tea. This valley is usually deserted, and it is rare for people to visit. You are rare visitors."

The six people bowed to him and walked forward. Beside the wooden table, a thin blue-gray kitten was pacing, looking listless.

The reckless man checked with his spiritual sense and confirmed that it was just an ordinary kitten. Everyone found out in embarrassment that there were only two chairs here, and after the old man sat down, there was only one left.

The young man said embarrassingly: "No one usually comes here, I will go to the house to move a few wooden benches, and I would like to ask everyone to be Han." After speaking, he turned and ran away.

The old man's complexion is darker, his appearance is ordinary, he has a long gray beard, and there are some sick faces on his face. Judging from his cultivation, he is at the peak level of Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and the six people are not afraid.

The old man coughed twice and said:

"Please forgive me, the old man was seriously injured when he was fighting with others in his early years, and he has not recovered yet.

Relying on knowing some formations, protecting this valley, and usually planting some herbs to survive. "

His eyes are wise, and his calm tone has a vicissitudes of life.

"Sir, you are humble. The scenery in this valley is beautiful. It is the best choice for self-cultivation and immortality. It is really the envy of juniors." Jin Ziming replied with a smile.

After a while, the young man moved a stool, and the five of them took it, and let Jin Ziming sit on the only remaining wooden chair, while they sat behind him.

The young man was still standing, serving tea to the host and guest, and soon, everyone was given a cup of fragrant golden tea soup.

Several people looked at each other, not daring to enter easily, the old man was a little worried, he picked up his teacup and took a sip.

The reckless man said at the right time: "Please forgive me, sir, we are from the Hongqing world, and the elders famously said before we set off that the locals in the small world are enemies rather than friends.

After we entered the valley, we had been anxious and uneasy, so we were a little too cautious, which made my husband laugh. "

The old man was taken aback for a moment, the other party was so straightforward, obviously better than those weak excuses.

The old man nodded approvingly, smiled and said:

"Young people should be careful and live longer. There is nothing wrong with it. Spiritual tea is not easy to cultivate. Although it is a pity to discard it, it is not a serious problem. I invite you to enter the valley. In fact, I have a heartless request."

"Please tell me clearly, if I can help you and there is no danger, I will definitely not refuse." Jin Ziming smiled.

The old man nodded slightly, and continued:
"The old man has been trying to refine the elixir that can completely cure old diseases, but the rules of the small world are not complete, and I can't grow a few herbs, so I always fall short.

The little friends are monks from the outside world, so they must have some spiritual herbs on their bodies.

The old man doesn't take advantage of you, he will use the best elixir from this place in exchange for some not-so-precious herbs.

Feng Heng, you go to the medicine cabinet to get [-] kinds of rare medicinal materials, and let the children choose by themselves. "

The young man went back to the house to get the medicine as instructed, and came back after a while, and took out twenty jade boxes from the ring.

He opened the boxes one by one, and suddenly the treasures were shining brightly and the fragrance of medicine was overflowing. It was obviously thousands of years old, or even thousands of years old.

There are thick and plump black dragon ginseng, silver snow lotus, purple chalcedony, golden bergamot, etc., and some can't be named, but they are extremely rare treasures at a glance.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they couldn't help but be moved.The reckless man was the first to discover that these are all powerful medicines for the body, and there are no medicines for the soul.

Qin Yu asked eagerly, "I don't know what kind of herb you want in exchange for?"

The old man took out a pen and paper from the drawer of the wooden table, wrote seven medicinal ingredients on it, and handed it to Jin Ziming.

"This is the name of the medicinal herb that the old man needs, any one, as long as the dose is large enough, it can take away a precious medicine.

If the quantity is insufficient, several herbs can also be exchanged together. "

Jin Ziming glanced at it, then turned to his teammates behind him.

After passing it around, everyone showed joy. Although the medicinal materials on it are rare in the Hongqing world, they are not uncommon. If you gather together, you should be able to exchange for several precious medicinal plants.

The sound transmission of the reckless man suddenly sounded in Firefox's mind: "Wei Ran, don't take out the medicinal materials from the Magic Light Realm, it will reveal your identity."

Jin Ziming and the other three began to collect medicinal materials. The old man watched with a smile. The young man skipped over Wang Hai, who was also an aboriginal, and asked Wei Ran, "Miss, are you not interested in my husband's precious medicine?"

"Of course I'm interested, but I don't have the herbs on the list."

At the beginning of the exchange, Qin Yu happily took over a black dragon ginseng, but unexpectedly, it changed suddenly.

(End of this chapter)